I'm on the phone with James at five in the morning, walking around Josh's massive house. "Tá sé cosúil le mo leagan ar Lestat agus tá mé Akasha," I confess.
"Leilei!"
"What? I'm being honest!"
"If it's not vampires, it's werewolves!"
"I could do another analogy."
"Go ahead," he dares me.
"Tá mé Bella agus tá sé ar mo Edward."
"What's next? Selene and Michael?"
"Actually, it would've been."
"How long has it been?"
"Since what?"
"Since the incident," he answers, clearly annoyed.
"Five months."
"It's Halloween tonight. What are you going as?"
"Akasha and he said he'd go as my dark haired Lestat," I boast, biting my bottom lip.
"Are you dating him yet?"
I shake my head, my eyes closed. "What? Cén fáth ar an ifreann an ábhar sin, James?"
"I just want to know."
I sigh. "No, I'm just staying with him because I tried to get some decent sleep for a week at my apartment and got none, so I moved in at his suggestion."
"You share a bed with him," he argues.
"James, nothing happens. It's like when you and I used to share a bunk or a bed or a room," I counter-argue.
"Leilei, tá a fhios agam go bhfuil tú dhaoine fásta agus tá a fhios agam déanta agat air leis. Fhios agam freisin bhfuil tú ag mealladh a thabhairt dó agus anois go atá tú healed go hiomlán go mbeidh, a bheith suas le do bhealaí aois arís," he points out to me, sighing in frustration. "Níl mé balbh, tá a fhios agam ort!"
I giggle. "James, I know that! It's my choice and he has a say. Is there something I forgot about us or are you just being overprotective again?"
He paused for a second too long. "No, I just don't want you to get hurt," he nervously blurts out.
"James, ná ní bréag dom! Abair liom!" I scream at him.
"Do you remember anything about 03, your birthday?"
"You mean us waking up in a bed together arbh fhéidir? Yeah, I figured it out. I know damn well I was way over my limit, you didn't stop me from drinking or from ligean duit a bheith ar an seisiún dara grá is fearr a dhéanamh mé a bhí riamh!"
"Second best?"
"Mmmhmmm."
"Who's first?" I clear my throat. "Oh, guess I should've known that."
"Exactly. So chill out."
"Where does the other one place?"
"As my first, the one who taught me everything."
"Oh, that makes sense."
"Anyone else know?"
"Not that I know."
"Are you going tonight?"
"To Justin's costume party?"
"No, to his birthday party," I remark, facetiously.
"I guess."
"Thanks!"
"Wasn't it Justin who set it up?"
"He picked the costume policy and I planned it all."
"Hey, mama," Josh whispers in my unblocked ear.
"Josh," I coo.
"You act like you've been together almost forever."
"Teigh trasna ort fein, James, we are not and we don't."
"Hey, I'll talk to you tonight."
"Ok, see you later. It starts at seven."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he dismisses the information, hanging up.
"I know that tone, what's up, baby?"
I turn to face him as his arms slide around me, pulling me close to him. "He's convinced that we're together and we act like it."
He smiles. "How long are we not together?"
"Josh, we are just friends that have special privileges with each other," I remind him.
"You're not ready for another relationship, yet," he recites from memory. "How long until you are?"
I furrow my brow. "What do you mean?"
"Don't think I don't enjoy it, I more than do. I just can't keep this hidden for long. I suck at keeping secrets," he informs and reminds me.
"Let me handle the questions about us."
He kisses me. "I guess I can handle that," he says, grinding against me. True to his nature, his libido is out of control and he's a GODSEND in bed. "Is there something you can handle for me right now?"
I kiss him, biting his lip between my teeth gently as I pull away from the him. My hand slips into his pajama bottoms and I start to stroke him, smiling. "I suppose," I reply coyly.
I swear he gets up this early to spend time with me after we have our morning session. "Good!" he chirps, picking me up and runs up the stairs. He stands me up at the top of the stairs and starts kissing me passionately, guiding me to his bed. He climbs on his bed, laying me down softly and breaks the kiss long enough for both of us to strip off our shirts. His hand slips under my back and he unclasps my strapless bra, adding it to our shirts at the side of the bed, instantly we begin to kiss again. His tongue touches my top lip, causing me to part mine to allow him to dart in and his tongue to mingle with my own. The pads of his thumbs are brushing across my sensitive nipples. His lips trail down to my neck, he starts nipping, kissing and sucking. My legs wrap around his, pulling him down on top of me, skin to skin while my hands are on his back and in his hair.
We grind each other like it's a drug we just can't get enough of. "Jacey," I moan.
"Minna," he answers, his lips brushing my neck. He knows it drives me crazy with need when he does that, his hands perch on my hips so I can't grind back.
"I want you so bad," I tell him.
He hovers his face over mine and smiles. "In time." He grinds me and I groan. "You'll get what you want soon enough." His head dips to my shoulder and he bites me.
"Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh," I whimper, pulling my bottom lip in to pin it between my teeth.
He can feel my hips pushing against the strength of his hands, knowing I want to push against him. I feel his left hand travel up my body and pin my hands above my head. I try to catch his lips with mine, wanting as many points of our bodies touching as I can get, but he pulls back to see my turquoise eyes filled with an insurmountable amount of sexual desire for him. "I love this," he mutters, barely audible and I don't care because I'm determined to get what I wanted which has turned to need. He finally allows my lips to come in contact with his, knowing my needs and wants. We moan into each other's mouths. He pulls off my lace boyshorts off, maneuvering my legs as I try to help (although all my focus is on his kiss). He quickly strips off his pajama pants and grinds his hips against mine, his dick digging into my thigh.
"Now, please," I beg. He's the only man to have this effect on me.
He reaches up and grabs a condom, holding it in between his fingers. I know he can get that over himself faster than I can moan his name, he can also take his sweet time to torture me. He has yet to LET me put it on him in the past two months. He kneels between my legs, rips open the foil, and gets it on as fast as he can before teasing me. He leans over me and his mouth latches onto my right tit, sucking on it as hard as he can and nibbling every so often. It feels so strange, but I moan because my focus is on his teasing. Two fingers on his other hand slide into my velvet walls, his thumb rubbing my clit in circular motions. My hips begin bucking against his hand, forcing his fingers deeper into my soaking wet folds. He knows he has me wrapped around his finger and I have him wrapped around mine. "Now?" he taunts. I nod, looking into his cerulean eyes and watch as small hints of green and honey fleck his irises which signals his extremely horny mood. A woman can learn things like that pretty fast and remember it forever.
He replaces his fingers with his thick 9" dick and thrusts all the way to the hilt, stopping to allow us both to adjust before he slowly begins making love with me. His thrusts are slow and deliberate, swirling his hips every so often and I can't keep from being as vocal as I can. He enjoys it, only to kiss my neck and vocalizes his enjoyment in various moans and groans which send vibrations across my skin. My nerves go out of control and my legs hitch around his hips instinctively, pushing back and his thrusts go deeper in than he wanted to go. He allows a guttural moan pass his lips, erupting vibrations along the front of my neck, causing me to loudly voice my approval. He quickens his pace gradually, bringing us closer and closer to our euphoric releases that leave me shaking from the force of it and him out of breath. He pins my hands with his, our fingers interlaced, on either side of my body by my shoulders. "So good," he tells me, fucking me senseless at the moment. My walls start to tighten around him as my release begins to take over my body. My whole body tenses, pulling him close and I drag my nails down his back. I scream out of pure pleasure and ecstasy, "Jooossssshhhh!"
"So close, babygirl," he confesses, kissing just behind my ear to my shoulder and back. He stops on the side of my neck to gently bite. His hand splays across my abdomen, his thumb rubbing my clit to prolong my climax and bringing on a second wave for me and his first at the same time. "Leilei," he growls as he dives head first into the wave of euphoria, his head nuzzled to my neck. My nails digging into his shoulder blades as I scream with pleasure. "Mmm," he hums against my shoulder, causing goosebumps and a full body shiver (something else he's only been able to do).
"Mmmhmmm," I reply.
We lay there slick with sweat, unmoving, and listen to our breathing. We hear the front door open and close. "JC! Leilei! You awake?" SHIT!
"Justin!" we both whisper.
Josh gets up and opens the door a crack. "I'm just getting up, be down in a minute!"
"I'll be in the kitchen. Leilei up?"
He turns to look at my naked form on his bed, smiling. "She's awake now!" he answers closing the door. He sits on the bed and we laugh. "He has always had impeccable timing."
"I know. Try staying at his house in Orlando, it's worse."
JC shakes his head. "A tour bus is worse."
"AJ on a tour bus is fifty times worse."
"Let's hop in the shower real quick," he offers. I get up and join him, washing one another's bodies, sharing passionate kisses every so often. I wash and condition my hair. I shave my legs and rub his back to relax him as the water falls on his back. "I can always tell when it's you," he finally says.
Now he has my full attention. "How's that?"
"Your breathing, your touch, your scars, your kiss, your curves," he tells me.
"Mmmhmmm." I get out of the shower smiling, wrap my body in a towel and walk to the guest room where I keep my clothes.
"Álainn?" I hear from the bottom of the stairs.
"Preab."
"Cén fáth a bhfuil tú ag teacht amach as an seomra leapa JC's fliuch agus i tuáille? An bhfuil tú dhá chodladh le chéile?" he asks me.
"I took a shower and it's not your business, but no."
He narrows his eyes at me. "I'll find out the truth one way or another."
"Don't leave Chris out of your little investigation," I tease.
He waves his hand in dismissal at me, turning to head for the kitchen again. I get dressed in a pair of curve hugging low rider jeans, Josh's jersey from the basketball game with BSB (2000), my turquoise tank underneath it, my black and teal DCs pull it together. I brush my hair and pull it into a messy bun and clip it up. I walk downstairs and sit across from Justin. "You have the post sex glow."
"No, that's awesome sleep glow. You should give up now," I respond, smirking.
Josh comes down and rubs my back for a second. "How'd you sleep?"
"Great. Thanks for letting me cuddle you again."
Our eyes are laughing and we look at Justin. "Bullshit," flies out of his mouth. "I bet if I check upstairs in his rubbers drawer, he'll be a few short."
We shrug because the condoms we use aren't from that drawer. "Go for it," Josh consents. If you really know Josh, he has a drawer with about 20 condoms in it.
Justin runs upstairs, checks the drawer and comes back down looking defeated. "Doesn't make sense."
"None were missing?"
"Not a one." He sits down and sighs, arms crossed over his chest. "On a better note, how's the party coming?"
"It's ready and waiting for the time."
I remember what Josh is wearing for a costume (the concert scene of 'Queen Of The Damned') and scold myself for scratching his back, he's going to have to wear the back up as well as I. The back up one is black leather pants and a black button up shirt (front opened) with black boots, mine is the outfit Akasha has in the scene just after the bathroom scene in the 'Queen Of The Damned' movie. It's the simplest one and that's why I chose it for back up. I had special ordered the outfits in April and had them shipped to James' place. They showed up last week and I picked them up, trying them on in front of James. He had one comment-"Damn, you can definitely be the queen of my damnation any day."
I reminded him that I am doing this for Halloween and Josh fits the Lestat look better than he would. I giggle as I think about it. "What's so funny, Minna?"
"Something James said last week."
"Which was?"
"The costumes came in last week, I told you."
"Yeah?"
"I tried them on to make sure they fit right in front of him and when I tried the one from the scene just after the rose petal tub scene on, he said I could be the queen of his damnation any day. I reminded him that you fit the Lestat description better than he does."
He chuckles at the thought and shakes his head. Justin smirks. "You said there's going to be a shit ton of alcohol at the party, right?"
"Yes. Why does that matter?"
"I just wanted to check for Trace. He said if he had to come in a costume, there had better be alcohol."
Sounds like him, he hates dressing up formally or in costumes. "There is a wide selection to choose from and we took seven opinions. I got a little of each."
"It's going to be hot then!" Justin says excitedly.
~~~~~
I take a shower and get into my Akasha costume, being careful not to wet my hair. I had extensions put in and it's done like Aaliyah Haughton's was in the movie and I have to stroke my ego by saying it looks great. Josh wanted to make love the minute I got in the door fifteen minutes ago, I got him to take no for answer. I told him after the party I would ravish him twice as bad as he wanted to do to me right then. I'm still wet, come out of the shower and into Josh's room (I kicked him out to get ready) to see James and Aaron ready to put a light layer of gold and blue body glitter on me. I look at them, smiling. Aaron's jaw is currently in the basement studio and James is laughing. "Whoa, mama!"
I laugh and drop my head. I open my mouth and James puts the vampire teeth in. "Thank you," I say, adjusting my jaw because my teeth feel odd.
They start applying the glitter to my slick body and help me into my costume. I look at the clock as we finish, six fifty-nine. It took an hour and a half from the time I got home until the last bit of glitter was put on my body. "You've never worn something like this for Halloween before."
"It's because I never felt this good and I feel powerful." I look in the mirror. I turn and give each of them a kiss. I have Kelly help me do the make up for my eyes because she's better at it than I am. "Thank you, Kelly."
"You're welcome, Leilei. Thanks for confiding in me."
"What do you mean she confided in you?" James asks, upset.
"I told her about wanting to leave Nickolas seven months ago, when I told her that I caught him in bed with his ex."
"Ok, never mind."
Kelly and I smile knowing the real reason. "Lance, you should go get his fangs on his teeth," she reminds him.
He leaves the room and Aaron speaks up from the foot of the bed. "You haven't told him about it yet?"
"The past couple months?"
"Yeah, that."
"Not yet."
"Only us, Josh, and Joey know. Just because I'm me and curious, how do keep him hush about this?"
Kelly smiles. "I tell him that I'll stop cooking his favorite foods and he'll be sleeping on the couch until I feel like letting him back in our bed."
"He is wrapped around your finger."
"Stop trying to bite me!" James yells in the next room.
"All done," Kelly informs me and I smile at her work. "I think Lance could use your help."
I get up and walk into the next room, swishing my hips. "Joshua, look at me," I demand. He looks from the floor to my feet and up my body, his jaw falling slack.
"Thank you, Min," James tells me.
"You're welcome. You almost done so the man can pick his jaw up from the basement studio?"
"Done. JC, open and close your mouth a few times." He does as he's directed.
"Nails, hair, and fuck..." he trails off, looking at my costume.
"Later, maybe," I tease and James quickly turns his head in my direction, his green eyes shooting darts. "Relax, James. Whatever happened to the whole he and I are adults thing?"
"I don't want to see you get hurt again."
"James, I know and thanks for caring, but I have to make my mistakes, ok?"
"Alright, just make sure to tell me if you need me."
"When haven't I?"
He smiles and hugs me. "Is it time to head down? It sounds like it's in full swing. Do I look good?" Josh says, nervous.
"Better than good, you look awesome!" I compliment.
He pulls me into his arms and runs his tongue over the fangs on his teeth. "Thanks, you look beautiful," he informs me, placing a quick kiss on my lips. He's still not used to the fangs.
James stops by us and tells us he, Kelly and Aaron have to head down to intro us. "Attention all guests!" I hear Aaron say loudly, it going silent soon after. "The queen of the damned and her new king will now join us!" Josh and I share I quick kiss and start down the stairs. Murmurs erupt from our guests as well as compliments.
I walk up to Angel and Bobbie and they try to say something, neither being able to speak. "I never knew you were so beautiful like that, Leilei."
"Thanks, BJ." She hugs me.
"I love the party and you two look unbelievable!" Angel admits.
"Thank you. The planning took two months and was worth it."
I mingle for a couple hours like the good hostess Nick had molded me into. I grab Josh and dance, grinding up against him. Trace comes up behind me and grinds on me, I whip around, cock my arm back and punch him in the face. Josh laughs and I'm heated. "C'mere, mama."
"Fucker! Ugh! I can't believe he had the audacity to do that."
"Mama, that's Justin's friend, Trace."
I turn beet red, embarrassed worse than anything. "Why'd you punch Trace, Leilei?"
"For the same reason I did to you when I turned 18," I remind him, my foot tapping.
He blushes, turning on his heel to talk to his friend. "You told him."
I shrug. "They deserved it. Even Joey won't do that since day one. He always knew I was feisty." We laugh, spending the rest of the time snacking on the foods, sipping on alcohol and talking. "Later, Bounce. Next time, keep your elf in check."
"Sorry," Trace mutters.
Justin guffaws. "See you tomorrow for lunch?"
"Yes, now leave," I tell him with a smirk.
I hug Joey, Kelly, James, Justin and Chris before shutting the door and Josh pinning me to the door. "Now that it's three in the morning, the house is clean and it's just us," he says, looking into my eyes, "can we have our time?" He kisses me and I want to melt into a puddle right there.
"I don't know," I tease, leading him to the studio in the basement.
"Where are you taking me?"
"The couch in the studio."
"No way," he pulls me to his body, stopping us in our tracks. "That's off limits."
"Joooooossssssshhhhhhhh," I whine, sticking out my bottom lip and pout. Yes, the puppy dog look is my signature pout.
"Not in the studio. The counter, kitchen table, the dining room, the living room, the shower, anywhere but the studio. Sorry," he enforces, standing his ground.
"Back yard?"
His eyes go wide. "Exhibitionist much?"
"Hardly anybody is awake at this hour and if they are, they'll have one hell of a show," I point out, my eyes lighting up with excitement.
"I'm not too comfortable-"
"LIVE A LITTLE!" I yell, laughing as I pull him behind me toward the yard.
"Leilei, st-"
I kiss him to shut him up as I pin him to the side of his house on the patio. I unbutton his leather pants and slip my hand around his semi hard cock, stroking it. His hands rest on my hips, fingers curling around the sides, pulling me closer. He gets into the moment and forgets where he is, grinding back against me and moaning. He slowly moves his hand to the outside of my thigh and bunches up the skirt before sliding his hand between my legs, rubbing. He inserts two of his long fingers into my juicebox, pushing them in and pulling them out as he establishes a rhythm without pulling out of the kiss. He wraps his arm around me, bringing my body closer and looking into my eyes. "Change can heighten the experience and feeling," I inform him, moaning throughout.
"Who taught you that shit?"
"Ex-peri-ence," I moan, shuddering with sexual desire and take my hand back, leaving his dick alone and harder than I've seen.
I pull his fingers out of my throbbing and wet heat, suck off my juices and calmly walk into the grass to lay on my back.
"Playing hard to get now?" he calls out. I don't answer, forcing him to come sit by me. He does just what I want, leaning back on his hands, looking at the stars. I quickly straddle him in one fluid motion and begin to French kiss him. I swivel, dip, grind, rock and glide my hips over his crotch and I almost get him to cave. "I can't do this out here," he tells me after he parts his lips and mine.
"Sure you can, just get lost in the moment," I instruct him.
"What if-" I kiss him again, more forcefully this time. I slide my hand into his boxers again and begin to pump him, resulting in him moaning while pulling me closer. I remove the condom I had strategically placed on the hip of the skirt for the costume and hand it to him. He feels it and breaks our kiss. "Always ready for it or for me?"
"Both," I reply, terse. He lunges in for another kiss and I lean back. "Nope."
"Why?" I look at him and grind my hips. "You are so spoiled, Leilei!" He gives me a quick kiss, biting my lip as he pulls back. He wraps his dick and I stand to take off my thong before sitting back down, the costume skirt covering anything that would give away what we could be doing, on his dick. I begin to ride him, he bites my shoulder harder than normal because it's been a while since we've been in this position, and I bite my bottom lip. We continue to kiss periodically and as I get close to my release, I lean back while still on top. He starts to thrust and pulling on my legs, trying to bury himself deeper inside me. "Close, so close," he tells me.
"Josh," I quietly moan, arching my back.
"Leilei," he growls, very close.
I sit back up, riding him mercilessly, to bite his neck and shoulder as I pull myself as close as I can. His mouth latches onto the side of my neck (at the bottom and back of my jaw) and he bites down as hard as he could, prompting a sharp pain to flow through my body helping me to reach the crest to my wave of euphoria. "Uh, yeeeeeaaaaahhhhhh!" I cry out softly, the skin on the curve of his neck still between my teeth.
"Fuck," he softly curses, obviously having released my skin from his mouth.
I remember we have fangs in and I release his neck from my teeth. I see he has blood on his bottom lip and I kiss him, making sure to suck the blood off his lip. I check his neck and bite my bottom lip. "I think next year we shouldn't be vampires," I joke.
He sees my neck and blushes. "I forgot I had them in," he admits, sheepishly.
"I think I should call James to find out how to get them off our teeth."
"Yeah, I think so too."
We head inside after making sure we had everything and I call James. "What, JC?"
"I grew a couple inches, my tits shrank, aged 8 years, had a sex change and changed my name, sweet!"
"Min, what do you need?"
"How do we get the fangs off?"
He laughs. "Swish club soda for 3 minutes or so, a few times," he instructs me.
"Josh, do we have club soda?"
He checks the fridge and smiles. "We got lucky, we do," he confirms.
"Thanks, James," I tell him before hanging up. Josh and I get the fangs off and head to bed after a relaxing shower. We lay there, entangled in each other's bodies and talk about a few minor things as we slip off to dreamland, allowing Sandman to do what he does best to remain employed-assist people in falling asleep.
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